Chapter 21: Tom Plays the Piano

Rhodes is located to the west of San Antis. It is a town that prospered due to the gold rush.

Slaying ghosts was the most important thing. Tang Mu and the others didn't rest for too long at James' factory. They just confirmed that the ordered goods were fine, made some modifications to the wooden box where Nezuko slept, and then set off again.

The clothes of the Demon Slayers were too eye-catching in the United States, so at Tom's suggestion, everyone changed into clothes with very American western characteristics.

Shirts, vests, breeches, riding boots, revolvers and rifles, and even a cowboy hat for everyone.

After buying four horses from James and getting the map, Tom and his party started riding forward.

I have to say that after changing their outfits, Tom Mu and the others are no longer so noticeable.

When we were in Japan, due to the ban on swords issued during the Meiji Restoration, members of the Demon Slayer Corps had to be careful to hide their Nichirin swords when they went to big cities.

As for the United States?

The people here are simple and simple, and even if Tang Mu and the others pull a cannon through the city with a horse, it won't be a big problem.

Tomioka Yiyong was riding a horse, and Tom Mu was back to back with him, holding a newspaper in both hands, crossing his legs, half lying on the saddle and reading the newspaper, looking very leisurely and contented.

This look of Tom Mu is familiar to my wife Zenitsu.

While reading the newspaper, Tom Mu's voice slowly reached everyone's ears.

"The ghost on Rhodes' side in the intelligence is most likely the jade pot with a string of five, which is at least 150 years old this year. Before he became a ghost, he was a pervert who liked to kill animals and sew scales and bones on the pot. This behavior is called art."

"After becoming a ghost, Yu Hu's blood ghost skills are also related to his experiences in life. He can move instantly in the pot, and can also use his pot to summon various aquatic animals. And his complete body has more than Diamond also has hard scales, and can turn anything it touches into a fish with its hands."

"When fighting him, pay attention to destroying his pot first, which can destroy his magic. Also, be careful not to be trapped by the water in his pot. It is not easy to break free from that kind of vampire magic. "

Tang Mu is very familiar with the Ghost Dancers and the Shangxian Ghosts, and everyone has known this for a long time.

Therefore, when Tang Mu told the information about Yuhu in such detail, everyone was not surprised and just listened attentively.

"Oni Wu has always been operating in Japan, but now he suddenly sent the Oni to the United States. There must be something important. We just take advantage of this opportunity to find out the news. We can also give the jade pot to Leading it out, it's like killing two birds with one stone."

Tanjiro listened quietly and asked curiously: "Master Tom, do you have any plans?"

"Um."

Tom Mu nodded, and while reading the news about aliens and UFOs in the newspaper with great interest, he told Tanjiro and the others about his plan: "The ones who have disappeared recently are all famous artists, and Yuhu also claims to be one of them. An artist."

"As long as we pretend to be artists and operate in Rhodes, we will definitely be able to attract Yuhu out."

"It's just that evil ghosts can transmit information through blood. I'm afraid that Yuhu has already known your appearance, so this operation will be carried out by Inosuke and I. Inosuke always wears a hood, and no ghost knows his true identity. Appearance, when the time comes Inosuke and I can disguise ourselves as locals."

"This plan sounds fine, but how do you pretend to be artists? This is difficult, right?"

Tanjiro asked nervously.

"That's right! Inosuke came from the mountains! He doesn't understand art at all!"

My wife, Zenitsu, was holding her hair with both hands, her facial expression reappearing.

"Uh-huh!"

Even Nezuko's voice came from Tanjiro's wooden box. She seemed to have woken up and heard everyone's exchanges.

"Don't worry about art. It's my strong point. I guarantee that I will become famous soon."

Tom Mu put away the newspaper, his face full of confidence.

A week later, Rhodes.

Yu Hu, who had wrapped himself tightly to prevent anyone from seeing his appearance, was pushing a display cart as usual, showing passersby porcelain pots with various beautiful patterns.

By learning other people's languages ​​through blood, Yuhu has already mastered fluent English within a few months of coming to the United States.

At this time, he was introducing all kinds of beautiful porcelain on the exhibition car to the people around him.

Yuhu said that the pots he made were art, but he was not exaggerating.

Those porcelain pots with attractive colors, birds, fish, insects, and cherry willow trees are indeed very beautiful.

"Are these porcelains from the East? They are so beautiful. Can I touch them?"

Several well-dressed white people and their female companions gathered in front of the exhibition car. One of them, a man with a mustache, asked Yuhu.

"You can't touch it. This is the most perfect art in the world, but you are very discerning, so let me choke on the coals and narrow the umbrella!"

Yuhu seemed to be in a good mood when he heard someone complimenting his porcelain pot.

"Stop watching, these are boring. I heard that the horse-drawn carriage artist is performing in the city center every night recently. Let's go see that."

The mustachioed female companion doesn't seem to like the jade pot's bottlesCan Guan, feeling bored, hugged the man's hand and shook it coquettishly.

Mustache didn't have any other ideas.

Seeing that his female companion didn't want to stay here, he followed her wishes and walked hand in hand towards the city center with her.

A couple walked here, and the rest of the onlookers asked about the price. After discovering that the jade pots were not for sale and there was no business, they lost interest and turned around and left one by one.

Everyone who could appreciate the art was gone, and Yuhu's face, hidden under his black robe, instantly became very gloomy.

"The carriage artist? It's him again! He has only been here a few days and his reputation is so great? My pot is the most perfect art in the world, so who does he mean?"

Yuhu felt very unhappy. Hearing the distant noise from the city center, he pushed the exhibition car towards the city center.

Just as he got closer, Yuhu heard a melodious piano sound coming from the crowd in front of him.

A fixed piano is parked on a simple stage converted from a carriage.

A black cat in a tuxedo closed his eyes slightly, pressed his hands on the keys and played the piano gracefully.

This is Liszt's "Hungarian Rhapsody".

Its melody is either slow and solemn, expressing the Hungarian people's sorrow and accusation of the national misfortune, or it is full of speed, showing the bold, optimistic and enthusiastic national character of the Hungarians.

The black cat's performance perfectly brought the onlookers into the world of piano music.

As the piano rhythm became more and more cheerful, the audience's hearts were lifted high along with the melody, and their eyes were staring at the black cat who played like a piano master on the stage.

The speed of the music gradually increased, the intensity became stronger and stronger, and the music entered a group dance scene that showed the carnival of thousands of people. The audience seemed to see wild dance steps, soaring melody, and rapid rhythm!

When the music reaches a strong climax, the music pauses. The "dancers" left, but people gathered again, the music sounded again, regaining its previous frenzy, and finally the whole song ended with an exciting climax of boiling atmosphere.

The last key fell, and the lingering sound lingered.

After the audience was silent for a few seconds, they immediately burst into warm applause and cheers!

In order to express their love, the gentlemen and ladies threw a lot of fresh food on the stage of the carriage.

Outside the crowd, Yuhu clenched his fists as he watched the black cat leave the piano and gracefully bow to the surrounding audience.

Finally, she couldn't help shouting at the black cat on the stage: "What kind of art is that! Real art should be like me!"